It is a relative, a hero, a great wall of steel, and the Chinese nation forever.
The military salute of soldiers is firm and powerful, conveying a kind of belief and a kind of spirit. My heart trembles every time I see it.
-Inscription 5. 12 catastrophe came,10,000 troops came to the rescue, 15 elite soldiers of the People's Liberation Army Fire Armed Police, their camouflage, sky blue, navy blue and warmth shone on the earth, illuminating the classroom, and time was life. The PLA forced 2 1 hour on foot. 15 the elite of the army wrote a suicide note and parachuted in the rain for rescue. Our soldiers saved their lives with their lives and faced colorful scenes.
With these tearful hands, the clank of iron left the danger behind again and again, pulling one life back from death. The people thank you and we admire you.
After the earthquake, the shocking rescue and relief pictures touched everyone in China day and night. I remember the morning of March 3, 20080565438. The news shows that Beichuan disaster area is a mess. On the ruins, a child with an injured left arm was lying on a stretcher made of crude wooden boards. At that time, his tender right hand gave a military salute to eight PLA brothers carrying him. There is a kind of love in the world, the ultimate love, with a strange gesture, a makeup you don't love, smeared on the face of the person you love deeply. Psychology drives the widest friendship, the deepest care and the strongest love. I still cherish everything, not to mention the duty of our ancient Chinese sons and daughters, soldiers, self-discipline, love and selflessness, which are all examples of the Chinese nation. Although we can't get close to them, we should pay tribute to you in our hearts-the most lovely people of this era.
2. Pay tribute to the composition on the topic of tribute
Grandma, dear grandma, are you okay in heaven? Lou is here to see you! I call silently in my heart. Although the heavy rain has made my shoes all muddy, I don't mind at all. At this moment, I just want to salute you. First of all, you are an amiable old man. Although I was only five years old when you died, I have only one impression of your voice and smile in my memory, but your indomitable spirit of fighting against illness has always encouraged me to forge ahead in the face of difficulties, never back down. Secondly, you are a strong woman. When you know that you are in the terminal stage of cancer, you can still smile all the time (although you were forced to smile in pain at that time) and say to everyone who comes to see you, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Your strength infected everyone, and you died peacefully without regret. Finally, as a teacher, you really love your work and dedication. I will never be able to personally experience your glorious teaching experience, but not long ago, many students you taught before published articles tracing back to you on the Internet and in books and newspapers, which made me feel the majestic posture when you stood on the podium and taught. I heard from adults that you once insisted on giving a Chinese class to a graduating class, but unfortunately you fell on the corner of the table and miscarried. Another student said that you patiently cultivated his interest in learning Chinese, so that he finally fell in love with Chinese and graduated with excellent results. I sipped tea and thought about the last sentence of the article: "Chinese is a big garden full of fragrance." Immerse your heart in the sea of flowers, and you will feel endless happiness. "
Take "when someone is laughing at you" as an example, the poorer you are, the poorer you are. This is a vicious circle. It's really hard for these poor mothers to have few children in their arms. I don't think it's worth it "I didn't go along with it at that time, although I have said such things before. But in this case, you can't reveal it from my mouth anymore. I know you actually have your helplessness. If you can enjoy the "social minimum security" given by * * * like a city dweller, how can you have the mentality of "raising children to prevent old age and having many children to be blessed"? Living deep in the mountains, you have never seen how wonderful the world outside is.
Maybe in your mind, people's lives are basically similar to yours. So, you don't think it's necessary to complain about such a life. You think it's all fate. You have seen your mother's mother live like this, and by analogy, you think that as a woman, she should marry another woman at a certain age and become a tool for her to live and have children. So, you are used to spending every day among noisy children, crying children and peeing children. It is natural to eat the last meal without the next meal and always be hungry. You think that there is no harvest in the field, which is a deliberate trick of the old 7A64E4B893E5B19E31333332623337 days. What do you always think farmers can live on when they leave the land?
If you don't live in a secluded mountain, if you see the wonderful scenery outside the mountain, maybe you will think, under the same blue sky, why is the gap between the rich and the poor so big? Why can they live a luxurious and decadent life, while you are worried about the food and clothing of your children? You must think that their life must be very good and they don't have to suffer like you. You must also be thinking that maybe their ancestors accumulated virtues in their previous lives and left inexhaustible wealth to future generations. And your ancestors, who were humiliated and put up with hardships, faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, and relied on God's care to get a meal.
You haven't read a book. Maybe you can't even write your own name. Look at your gaunt, wrinkled black face. Who would have thought you were only 39 years old? If you were born in the city, at this stage, you are paying attention to maintenance, not worrying about food and clothing, and wearing glamorous clothes. Too bad you can't read. It's a pity that you are willing to bow to fate, and your steps are imprisoned by the mountains. If you have the courage to challenge your own destiny and don't want to be a tool for his children, and extend your steps beyond the mountains to find a land suitable for your own survival, you won't become so burdened, and your uncertain fate will change. Y94 Parent-child Resource Network Because of the poverty of life, you take it for granted that only by having more children can a child become a success. As long as your child becomes a talented person, you may live more comfortably in the rest of your life. Maybe this factor is supporting your spirit. Therefore, you will bear the burden of hard work, nurture hard work, and hope to use your thin body and hardworking hands to support a blue sky of hope for your children. To be honest, I cried when I saw your face. As a mother, my heart is aching, and I am doing some empathy. If I live in the mountains, do I have perseverance and courage? Will I lose the confidence to continue living in the face of poverty?
Someone is asking: "It's been 2 1 century, how can anyone live this life?" Yes, living in a metropolis, they don't know that you are still living a primitive tribal life in the depths of the mountains. Isn't there a saying that "the poor don't ask in downtown, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains"? If you are a rich relative, you will have a long history. It is because of poverty that it is difficult to hear footsteps stepping into the mountains. If an official visits, maybe your fate will change a little. If a family planning commission told you the pros and cons of "having more children is more happiness", you wouldn't insist on having so many children. It's a pity that there are too many ifs in the world. It's a pity that there are too many ifs in this world. If Mother's Day doesn't arrive, who will think of taking pictures for you to report?
In this era of great achievements, who likes to announce such poverty to the world? Fortunately, a simple mountaineer like you doesn't know how to ask * * *. Of course, a poor mother like you may not even be able to breathe when she meets an official. How can she ask for it? But if you hear the slogan of "narrowing the gap between the rich and the poor" outside every day, you may feel refreshed and think that the bitter days have finally passed and there is finally a dawn outside the mountain. Perhaps, dear sister, don't stretch your neck too long, wait slowly, and you will always wait for a new life. Finally, let me pay tribute to you, because you have worked tirelessly to struggle on the poverty line, willing to bear the burden of humiliation and pay great maternal love.
4. Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of "Salute you" to pay tribute to you.
Touching my sincere heart and remembering the bitterness of growing up, I have been accompanying you-my teachers.
Autumn is coming again. In the warm sunset, I always think of childhood stories, those childish years, and unknown teachers around us.
Although the torrent of years has washed away the dust of history again and again, what remains unchanged is that generation after generation of teachers have devoted themselves to cultivating generation after generation of students and leading them to success. How kind it is to shout out the word "teacher" from the bottom of my heart. Today, I want to send my most sincere wishes to you and to the teachers who have devoted their lives to education!
Although your faces are full of vicissitudes, you still left us a knowing smile; White chalk powder, falling wave after wave, dyed many teachers' black hair, but set off your youthful green more strongly; On the podium, next to the desk, cold comes and summer goes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, a little effort flows down. Thank you teacher!
Teacher, we will remember your tireless teachings, because that is your most sincere language; Teacher, I have been reviewing your encouragement, because I will not give up my success; Teacher, I will always miss your smile on me, because we know we have to repay you. Teacher, you have taught me too much, and at the same time, you have lost too much. Teacher, you have devoted your life to us. How can we repay you? Because of your teaching all the way, I didn't lose my way; Because of your concern along the way, I have confidence and courage ... you are engineers of the human soul, you are engaged in the most glorious cause under the sun, and the motherland is strong because of you. Thank you teachers!
Some people say that teachers are gardeners and cultivate flowers; Some people say that teachers are red candles, illuminating us and sacrificing ourselves; Some people say that teachers are the sun, helping us to light the way forward; I told you, teachers are selfless rain and dew. In the garden, flowers are blooming brilliantly with dew. The teacher's teaching purified my soul, and the teacher's encouragement gave me a blue sky. How can a seed germinate, and why can a small seedling stand tall and straight, because this is the price paid by the teacher. Sweet * * *, delicate and charming flowers are controlled by time. Only my blessing will not change. Thank you, hardworking teachers.
The dedication of teachers and students will never be forgotten. On the road of life, they lit the light of hope for me, enriched my soul and increased my wisdom. Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with the soul are teachers' lofty labor.
I think, perhaps in every teacher's heart, what they want most is not the flowers around them on Teacher's Day, but the flood of applause, but to see us repay the teachers' regretless lives with the most diligent efforts and to hear our happy laughter when we succeed!
There will always be some people in one's life. They will appear when we need help most, when we are most helpless and want to give up most. Those people are sunshine angels, so that we can face difficulties with dignity. In my mind, teachers are a group of sunshine angels who have taught me a lot. Teacher, maybe I am not your best student, but in my heart, you are all the best teachers!
Day after day, students come and go. What remains unchanged is your deep love and bright smile. Bless you, teachers. Say thank you on Teacher's Day, I hope you can all receive it!
5. Write a beautiful scene of 600 yesterday with the title of "Salute". As soon as we sat in the bustling city, a sudden earthquake of magnitude 8.0 was ruthlessly destroyed into endless ruins. Tens of thousands of lives died in that instant! All the beauty suddenly changed from heaven to hell. Although the earthquake has passed, the huge losses left by the earthquake continue. The people in the disaster area have no food, clothing or shelter. My heart felt sad unconsciously.
Earthquakes are merciless, disasters are merciless, and there is love on earth. If one side is in trouble, all sides will support it. The disaster has aroused the determination and confidence of compatriots all over the country to unite as one, and Qi Xin will work together to save lives, overcome difficulties, rebuild a harmonious life and rebuild a beautiful home.
On the second day after the earthquake, Premier Wen, who was over 60 years old, immediately went to the front line of earthquake relief. His active work, gentleness and kindness have always touched the hearts of people all over the country. We all extended a helping hand and donated our hard-earned money to the people in the disaster area. People from all provinces in China actively demand to join the rescue team and risk their lives to participate in the rescue work in disaster areas.
Every time I hear people crying for help under the rubble on TV, and see those children who lost their parents and became orphans at birth, my heart hurts again and again. I want to help these poor children.
I saw a child lying on a stretcher, his face covered with white cloth and his hands clenched tightly. His parents surrounded him and kept calling his son's birth name. .. but life is so fragile, this lively and lovely child left his favorite parents forever yesterday. Watching unconsciously, tears blurred my eyes.
All these earthquakes have been affecting our hearts, and in this rainy season, they have sent a warmth to the people in the disaster areas.
Even a trivial move.
May 2008 12 14: 28. We will never forget that amazing scene. Although the people in the disaster area have not been adequately treated materially, as long as we do our best and Qi Xin makes concerted efforts, there will be no insurmountable difficulties and sufferings, and the people of China will always be indomitable. I still remember what General Wen said in the disaster area: "Mountains can move." Water can block, but it can't block the feelings of mainland compatriots and Hong Kong compatriots. "After the earthquake, our country got help from the world and the rescue continued. Our sincere and enthusiastic soul continues. I believe that in the near future, we will once again see an ideal city in front of us.
We don't have too many gorgeous language embellishments, nor earth-shattering deeds, nor touching publicity, but we touched everyone's spirit.
Soul, I don't know how many children have become orphans in this earthquake, how many have no relatives, and there is no reason, but I only know that the dawn of every life.
Behind everything, there is an unforgettable word. This word does not need to be decorated with a beautiful brush, but it is still bright and dazzling, and that is love. I
The love of the whole country.
This earthquake is not only a severe test, but also a dedication of love. After a simple face, the heart beats in the same melody. Let's do our bit for the disaster area. In extraordinary times, the test is our unity. Earthquakes are merciless. Let's work together to cheer up the people in the disaster areas and take them out of the land of pain and sorrow, such as a happy boat supporting a sad river.
Together, we will offer precious love to the people in the disaster areas. ..
6. Write a composition on the topic of "Salute to Ordinary People". The number of words is about 500 words, and I finally reached the top of the mountain.
I looked up excitedly and wanted to see the grandeur of the building "Nine Courtyards", but I saw several bundles of steel bars and caught a glimpse of the lime on the ground. Finally, I saw half a spire and messy building tools. I stamped my foot in anger: I went the wrong way after all this effort! The sand and gravel on the ground is covered with a thick layer, which will slip when walking on it, and all kinds of paint in the paint bucket give off a pungent smell.
I walked with the sound of a chainsaw, carefully crossed a huge tin can with a big crack, covered my face and walked through the dust flying all over the sky like a sandstorm to a middle-aged man at work. "Excuse me," I expanded the route index, "Uncle, which way should we go down the mountain? Where is this? " The worker stopped what he was doing, straightened up and answered me carefully: "This is the highest peak of Jiulong Mountain. If you want to go down, go straight along this road on the left and you will arrive. "
I looked in the direction of his finger. It's a steep slope with no guardrails. Below is an abyss. I broke out in a cold sweat.
Aren't you afraid to work here every day? "It's okay, the road is very wide. Be careful, you will pass. " I looked at him carefully: he was wearing a shabby work clothes, covered with white ash, and his knees were two gray brown.
I don't know whether the hair is covered with lime or has gone through the vicissitudes of life to give birth to white hair, which has quietly appeared a little gray. I can't tell what color it is on my face, it seems to be brown, and my palm is like two pieces of dead tree skin, which is very hard.
The wrinkles on his face and palm are covered with sunshine and dirt, and when he smiles, he reveals a neat and healthy white tooth. In sharp contrast to skin color.
Jiulong Mountain in August is really a little cold, and the cool breeze blows gently, which makes me shiver. Under the trees at the top of the mountain, under the pagoda under construction ... the workers in fur coats are tired and asleep. This must be hard.
The chainsaw behind me rang again, and I looked at the worker in awe. He is so simple, tireless and fearless to work for the people.
These people are ordinary and great. When you are full of praise for beauty, have you ever thought about the creators of these beauty? Let's pay tribute to ordinary people.
7. Pay tribute to the people around you.
I want to pay tribute to many people around me, because they deserve my respect and love.
Of course, the most upright and respected person is the teacher, so I want to pay tribute to the teacher. The teacher is selfless, fair and kind. In our impression, she loves us the most besides her parents. Teachers are not afraid to explain to us over and over again every day, asking for nothing in return. She is the person I respect most. I want to pay tribute to her.
I want to pay tribute to my mother. A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like grass. How well this sentence is said! Mothers are the most important in children's hearts, because maternal love is the greatest and selfless. This is necessary for a child. Of course, he is also the person I respect most.
I also want to pay tribute to my father, who may be the most severe and fair person in the eyes of children. I have two sisters. My mother bought something for them, and my father asked her to buy me the same one. When I was young, I didn't need it. Dad wrote it down for me and bought it for me when I grew up. My father-in-law is meticulous, and my father is also the person I respect most, so I also want to pay tribute to my father.
There are many people we admire in life, such as 5 12 volunteers. Their deeds need us to respect, love and pay tribute. We should find more from life in the future. Pay tribute to those people.
8. Write a teacher who salutes us, salutes you, touches your sincere heart, remembers the bitterness of growing up, and accompanies you-my teacher. Autumn is here again. In the warm sunset, I always think of childhood stories, those childish years, and unknown teachers around us. Although the torrent of years has washed away the dust of history again and again, what remains unchanged is that teachers from generation to generation are still trying their best to train students from generation to generation and lead them to success. How kind it is to shout out the word "teacher" from the bottom of my heart. Today, I want to send my most sincere wishes to you and to the teachers who have devoted their lives to education! Although your faces are full of vicissitudes, you still left us a knowing smile; White chalk powder, falling wave after wave, dyed many teachers' black hair, but set off your youthful green more strongly; On the platform, beside the desk, cold comes and summer goes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, a little hard sowing, teacher! Teacher, we will remember your tireless teachings, because that is your most sincere language; Teacher, I have been reviewing your encouragement, because I will not give up my success; Teacher, I will always miss your smile on me, because we know we have to repay you. Teacher, you have taught me too much, and at the same time, you have lost too much. Teacher, you have devoted your life to us. How can we repay you? Because of your teaching all the way, I didn't lose my way; Because of your concern along the way, I have confidence and courage ... you are the engineer of human soul, you are engaged in the most glorious cause under the sun, and the motherland is strong because of you, teacher! Some people say that teachers are gardeners and cultivate flowers; Some people say that teachers are red candles, illuminating us and sacrificing ourselves; Some people say that teachers are the sun, helping us to light the way forward; I told you, teachers are selfless rain and dew. In the garden, flowers are blooming brilliantly with nectar. The teacher's teaching purified my soul, and the teacher's encouragement gave me a blue sky. How do seeds germinate? Why is a small seedling tall and straight? Because of your teacher's consumption. Both sweet and delicate flowers are controlled by time. A diligent teacher. Students will never forget their dedication. On the road of life, they lit the light of hope for me, enriched my soul and increased my wisdom. Sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, and nourishing with the soul are the noble work of teachers. I think, perhaps in every teacher's heart, what they want most is not the flowers around Teacher's Day, but what they want to hear most. There will always be some people in one's life. They will appear when we need help most, are most difficult and helpless, and want to give up most. Those people are sunshine angels, so that we can face difficulties with pride. In my mind, teachers are a group of sunshine angels, and they have taught me a lot. Teacher, maybe I am not your best student, but in my heart, you are all the best teachers! The days rise and fall, and the next class of students come and go. What remains unchanged is your deep love and bright smile. Bless you, teachers. Say thank you on Teacher's Day. I hope you can all receive it! "Honor to Father" Father's love is a breeze in spring, which awakens the hibernating grass.
Father's love is a cool breeze in summer, which brings coolness to working farmers. Father, I haven't said thank you for many years.
Every time I see your dark face and snow-white hair, I can't help crying. I still remember last year, when I asked you for living expenses, you searched all your pockets. There's only one 50 yuan bill, and it's still wrinkled. You gave it to me without hesitation. You said it was time to grow up if you wanted to eat well at school. Don't treat yourself badly! At that moment, your eyes seemed to shine, projecting all the light of hope on me.
I didn't say anything, just put the money in my pocket. I don't know how you will spend this week, and I haven't thought about it.
Father, now I think my behavior is really stupid. At that time, our family was very poor, so you had to get up early for work and take care of the livestock fed at home. Maybe I will never forget your hesitation that day and my guilt and anxiety now.
Without you, how can a weak grass like me grow? Where will my lonely boat go without you? Father, you are the "nutrition" for my healthy growth, and the smooth progress for me. Father, I salute you! Whenever I recall the past, I can't help shedding a few tears. You once said that people who cry are the most spineless! So for so many years, I haven't seen you cry, and the flag fluttering in the wind is particularly tall in spirit.
However, no one would have thought that it would have such a day because of the wind. Despite all the hardships, the national flag still goes against its will. When I was young, I was too ignorant.
Make you sad. When I was ten years old, I cried because of your joke. At that time, I took everything too seriously.
I looked at the delicious food on the table and chose to leave. My mother advised me, but I wouldn't listen. You are really angry. You yelled at me a few times, and I timidly came out of the room to eat. I didn't notice that your wrinkled face was wrinkled, and your eyebrows were full of heartache and love.
Only later did I know your painstaking efforts. I began to regret my mistake, but nothing will come back. One thing I can face is your bright smile.
In the meantime, I declared war on you, but you still concealed your age and worked day and night to pave the way for my future. Father, I salute you.
9. Write a composition with the theme of paying tribute to the motherland, with the title of paying tribute to the great motherland.
I salute the motherland, I salute the great motherland,
Five-star red flag, you are my pride, five-star red flag, I am proud of you, I cheer for you, I bless you, your name is more important than my life.
Since ancient times, many music creators have written many poems or songs about the motherland to praise it. It's hard for me to calm down at this time.
I pay tribute to my motherland, and I want to pay tribute to the great motherland.
Some netizens said that this five-star red flag flying in the air represents the new China, our great mother, so 1949 1 October1day, your land in China rose, and you fluttered in the wind, which aroused our love for the motherland from generation to generation. We are your children, proud of you! Red, that is the blood of the revolutionary ancestors, but also our fiery patriotism! Yellow, it is golden sunshine, and it is also the majesty of the motherland! We will work hard to make the motherland proud of us tomorrow! Motherland! Sincerely bless you; Rich and strong; Perseverance!
Some netizens also said that you guard our campus and cultivate us every day. You have seen all our learning achievements, so you are more beautiful and beautiful because of us. I love you, beautiful national flag, but I love our motherland-China.
They are right. They all regard the solemn five-star red flag as a symbol of our great motherland. How time flies! I can still remember those things that just started school in September, but the beauty of traditional festivals is that they come happily under people's expectations. The birthday of the motherland is really good. As China people, China has such a long history that we can't forget it. Looking back on yesterday, this shameful history makes me angry, Eight-Nation Alliance. The Nanjing Massacre is not worthy of China people's anger, but today's brilliant achievements are indispensable to our beautiful motherland.
I know my writing is of high quality, but today, I use these immature and even naive words to record these bits and pieces to prove my ideas. In my eyes, China is like a mother. She is full of vigor and vitality, and will always be the most beautiful, pure and kind in my mind. Even if I can't speak for all China people, even if it's not the case.
"There is a dragon in the far east. Its name is China. There is a group of people in the Far East. All are descendants of dragons, with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin. They will always be descendants of dragons. Open your eyes, dragon, always open your eyes. " A well-known song "Wang Leehom" echoed in my ears at this time, lingering.
You see how well this song is sung, and it describes the characteristics of China people and our motherland unabashedly.
Finally, I want to say that I love you forever, our mother-China.
10. Writing a composition on the topic "Such a person makes me-"touched me.
In this world, there are many people who move me. Far away, the great patriot Qu Yuan; Recently, Ye Xin sacrificed himself for others and his life for death. In fact, the people who can move us are close at hand: isn't it a lovely mother, a great father and a hard-working teacher?
Speaking of people who moved me, I think the first thing that students think of is a lovely and beautiful mother. Yes, mom is the most beautiful woman in the world in our hearts. She has that kind of selfless maternal love and beautiful heart. She kept silent after all she had done for us. She plays happily with us when we are depressed. She comforted us gently when we were sad. How can a mother not be admirable?
Yes, mom touched us. But students think about it, did the great and kind father also touch us? Which man propped up the sky and protected our mother and son? It's a father, a great father. If there is no father, how can mother earn enough money for us little emperors and princesses? How could we have a happy life today if my father didn't race against time every day? How can a father not be admirable?
Our parents really touched us. But what about the people sitting in the office quietly correcting their homework? Did she touch us? Who leads us to sail in the ocean of knowledge? Who put knowledge into our memory? Is a teacher, a diligent teacher. Some students feel very tired and annoyed in class, but some teachers are also very tired. Why is she giving us lessons? What did she do? Teachers have only one small wish: that is, let us have more knowledge and make our life better. It is this belief that gives her the power to keep giving us knowledge. Can't we help the teacher fulfill this little wish?
There are many people or things that move us in life. We should have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering. When you look at the world with these eyes again, you will find that the world is really beautiful!